3.08.2022

without seeing where it is or where it is going

Long before daybreak 
none of the birds yet awake 
rain comes down with the sound 
of a huge wind rushing 
through the valley trees 
it comes down around us 
all at the same time 
and beyond it there is nothing 
it falls without hearing itself 
without knowing 
there is anyone here 
without seeing where it is 
or where it is going 
like a moment of great 
happiness of our own 
that we cannot remember 
coasting with the lights off 
 

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